
7 Days
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Lyrics
Verse 1
Don't judge what you don't know, grew up in the fire
Seen too many nights momma wiping her eyes
Food stamps on the table, dreams on the line
Tryna turn the struggle into something I can shine
Blocks don't love you, they swallow your youth
Learned how to hustle, what else could I do?
I got hope in my veins, pain in my view
Loyal to my blood, put my blade to the truth
Still duckin' from the sirens, pressure on my chest
But I gotta keep pushing, can't settle for less
Yeah, I live with the weight but I deal with the mess
Ain't no fairy tale where I grew up in the West
Chorus
Seven days a week tryna hold on
Praying every night that we last long
All these burdens piling on my hands
Swear to God, I do it for my fam
Hook
We got struggle in the flesh, scars in the rain
Hustling till it hurts, blood in my veins
Ay, seven day struggle, won't break my name
Ay, seven day struggle, it's more than pain
Verse 2
Mama working late since I was six
Saw my brother slide, ain't seen him since
Hate it when the cops pass by slow
Keepin' all the blinds closed, wish they let us grow
Chillin' on the porch with dreams in my grip
Told my cousin one day we gon' dip
Real ones in the dirt, some in a cell
Still I fight like hell, so my family well
Pre-Chorus
Trouble calling, shit, it's nothing new
But I promise I won't lose
Every dollar spent, I keep it true
For the ones that I refuse to lose
Chorus
Seven days a week tryna hold on
Praying every night that we last long
All these burdens piling on my hands
Swear to God, I do it for my fam
Hook
We got struggle in the flesh, scars in the rain
Hustling till it hurts, blood in my veins
Ay, seven day struggle, won't break my name
Ay, seven day struggle, it's more than pain
Bridge
Never had a silver plate, nah, pain run deep
Grew up on the block where the angels don't sleep
Tatted all the faces from the ones I lost
So every move I make, I know what it cost
Verse 3
Ain't no heroes round here, just stories and scars
Tryna save my seeds from the cold and the bars
Hollows in the street still ring my fears
But I ain't let sweat turn to wasted tears
Stackin' every check, it's a season of war
Dreamin' of a crib with a key to the door
Shout out to my people still holding on
All we ever wanted was to right what’s wrong
Chorus
Seven days a week tryna hold on
Praying every night that we last long
All these burdens piling on my hands
Swear to God, I do it for my fam
Hook
We got struggle in the flesh, scars in the rain
Hustling till it hurts, blood in my veins
Ay, seven day struggle, won't break my name
Ay, seven day struggle, it's more than pain
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